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My First Revolution

With the road cleared the tank began rumbling down toward us. Luis’ eyes stared at me through the hole in his mask. He put one of the rocks in my hand and said, “Fight with us.”
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The Revolution of Dignity

The dregs of the Maidanistas were still living in the tents, refusing to leave. Wandering among them I found a crucible of utopias…